Bright Sword: This unit is really ruthless

Yamamoto Ikki clenched his teeth and said nothing. His bloodshot eyes stared at Zhang Ling as if he wanted to eat him alive.

"You won't say it?" Zhang Ling chuckled, and with a little force from the dagger, a bloody mark immediately appeared on Yamamoto Ikki's neck. "It seems that you don't want to drink the wine, so you have to drink the wine for punishment."

As soon as Zhang Ling finished speaking, he kicked Yamamoto Ikki hard in the stomach. Yamamoto Ikki groaned, curled up on the ground, groaning in pain.

"Will you tell it or not?" Zhang Ling asked again in a stern voice, and the dagger in his hand approached Yamamoto Ikki's throat again.

"Cough cough..." Yamamoto Ikki coughed up a mouthful of blood and his face became even paler, but he still didn't speak.

Zhang Ling looked at this stubborn guy and couldn't help but admire him. But he knew that Yamamoto Ikki must have important information, so he had to pry him open.

"Come here, hang him up for me!" Zhang Ling ordered the soldier behind him.

Two soldiers immediately stepped forward and hung Yamamoto Ikki on a tree.

"Hit him! Hit him until he speaks!" Zhang Ling said coldly.

Several fighters immediately stepped forward and punched and kicked Yamamoto Ikki.

Yamamoto Ikki was beaten to a pulp and screamed in pain, but he still clenched his teeth and refused to say a word.

Zhang Ling felt a little sorry when he saw Yamamoto Ikki, who was beaten to death. But he knew that if he didn't make up his mind, he would not be able to get the information he wanted.

"Stop!" Zhang Ling called the soldiers to a halt, "Put him down."

Yamamoto Ikki was put down and collapsed on the ground, dying.

Zhang Ling squatted down, looked at Yamamoto Ikki, and softened his tone: "Yamamoto Ikki, I know you are a tough guy, but you also have to understand that your resistance is in vain. Even if you don't tell us, we can get information from other channels. Why do you have to suffer this in vain?"

Yamamoto Ikki opened his eyes weakly and looked at Zhang Ling, with a hint of sarcasm on his lips: "Baga! You...you can't...get...any...information...from...me..."

"Really?" Zhang Ling sneered, "It seems that you still don't understand your situation."

Zhang Ling stood up and said to the soldiers behind him, "Go, strip him of his clothes, tie him to a tree, and let the sun bask in him."

"Yes!" The soldiers immediately followed the order.

Yamamoto Ikki was stripped of his clothes and tied to a tree.

The midday sun was extremely scorching, shining on Yamamoto Kazuki's naked body, making him feel like he was being roasted by fire.

Yamamoto Ikki's skin began to turn red and sweat kept pouring down.

He felt his body becoming weaker and weaker, and his consciousness began to become blurred.

Just when he was about to pass out, he suddenly heard a voice.

"Yamamoto-kun, you've suffered."

Yamamoto Ikki opened his eyes with difficulty and saw a woman in kimono standing in front of him.

"Who...are you?" Yamamoto Ikki asked weakly.

"I am your wife, Mieko," the woman said gently.

"Mieko..." Yamamoto Ikki murmured to himself, with a hint of tenderness in his eyes, "Why... are you here..."

"I'm here to save you." Mieko said, taking out a dagger from her arms.

"Mieko...what...what are you going to do..." Yamamoto Ikki looked at Mieko in horror.

Mieko didn't say anything, but stabbed Yamamoto Ikki's chest with the dagger in her hand.

"Puchi!" With a dull sound, the dagger pierced Yamamoto Ikki's heart.

"Mieko...you..." Yamamoto Ikki widened his eyes and looked at Mieko in disbelief.

Mieko pulled out the dagger and blood gushed out.

"I'm sorry, Yamamoto-kun, this is the only thing I can do for you." Mieko said with tears in her eyes, "I can't let you fall into the hands of the enemy, I can't let you be humiliated."

A hint of relief flashed in Yamamoto Ikki's eyes, and then he slowly closed his eyes.

Mieko looked at the dead Yamamoto Ikki and tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Have a pleasant journey, Yamamoto-kun." Mieko said softly, then turned and left.

Zhang Ling stood in the distance and saw it all.

He didn't expect that Yamamoto Ikki's wife would kill him with her own hands.

"This woman is really cruel." Zhang Ling said in his heart.

At this moment, a soldier came over and reported: "Report to the regiment commander, we found Yamamoto Ikki's belongings."

"Give it here." Zhang Ling said.

The soldier handed a suitcase to Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling opened the suitcase, which contained a diary and some documents.

Zhang Ling opened the diary and began to read it carefully.

The contents of the diary surprised Zhang Ling.

Yamamoto Ikki gritted his teeth and said nothing, his eyes burning with crazy hatred. He stared at Zhang Ling fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive. Zhang Ling looked at him fearlessly, the edge of the dagger pressed against Yamamoto Ikki's skin, oozing a trace of blood.

"It seems that you are not going to tell it." Zhang Ling's voice was cold and emotionless. He exerted a little force on his wrist, and the dagger cut through Yamamoto Ikki's skin, and blood flowed down the blade.

"Ah!" Yamamoto Ikki groaned in pain, but he still didn't speak.

Zhang Ling sneered: "You're trying to be tough? I'd like to see how long you can keep being tough." He retracted the dagger and kicked Yamamoto Ikki's knee hard.

"Crack!" Another crisp sound, Yamamoto Ikki's kneecap was broken, and he fell to the ground, letting out a heart-wrenching scream.

"Will you tell me or not?" Zhang Ling looked down at Yamamoto Ikki, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

Yamamoto Ikki was shaking with pain, his clothes soaked with cold sweat. He raised his head, his eyes full of despair and unwillingness.

"I said...I said..." Yamamoto Ikki said intermittently, "Our plan...is...is..."

"What is it?" Zhang Ling asked.

Yamamoto Ikki took a deep breath and said with all his strength: "Our plan... is... to blow up... the headquarters of the People's Army!"

"What?!" Zhang Ling's pupils suddenly contracted, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He didn't expect that the target of Yamamoto's special forces was actually the headquarters of the People's Army!

"What is the specific plan?" Zhang Ling suppressed the shock in his heart and continued to ask.

Yamamoto Ikki panted and spoke their plan incoherently. It turned out that the Yamamoto special forces sneaked into the enemy's rear to blow up the headquarters of the People's Army, so as to hit the morale of the People's Army and disintegrate the resistance of the People's Army. They planned to use the landslide to create chaos, and then take the opportunity to sneak into the headquarters of the People's Army and plant explosives.

After listening to Yamamoto Ikki's story, Zhang Ling's face was terribly gloomy. He didn't expect that he had accidentally destroyed the plan of Yamamoto's special forces, but also exposed the specific location of the People's Army headquarters.

"Damn it!" Zhang Ling cursed fiercely.

"Zhang Ling...you...you will not die well..." Yamamoto Ikki used up his last bit of strength to curse Zhang Ling.

Zhang Ling ignored Yamamoto Ikki's curse. He turned to the chief of staff and said, "Notify the headquarters immediately and ask them to take precautions! Also, send people to search the valley to see if there are any other surviving island troops!"

"Yes!" The chief of staff immediately went to execute the order.

Zhang Ling looked at Yamamoto Ikki lying on the ground with a complicated look in his eyes. He knew that although Yamamoto Ikki was dead, the greater crisis had just begun. Although the plan of Yamamoto's special forces was destroyed, the island army would definitely not give up. They would definitely find ways to launch another attack on the headquarters of the People's Army.

Zhang Ling took a deep breath, knowing that a more brutal battle was about to begin. He looked up into the distance, his eyes firm and resolute.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion in the distance, flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.

Zhang Ling's heart sank suddenly, and an ominous premonition came to his mind. He quickly picked up the telescope and looked in the direction of the explosion.

I saw a mountain in the distance, and it suddenly...disappeared out of thin air!

Yamamoto Ikki gritted his teeth and said nothing, the hatred in his eyes almost turned into substance and burst out. He stared at Zhang Ling fiercely, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

"You won't tell me?" Zhang Ling chuckled, and the dagger gently scratched Yamamoto Ikki's neck, and a trace of blood oozed out. "It seems that Colonel Yamamoto won't cry until he sees the coffin."

Yamamoto Ikki felt the cold touch on his neck and his body trembled involuntarily. He was afraid of death, but he was more afraid of being tortured after being captured. As the captain of Yamamoto's special forces, he knew the fate of being captured.

"I...I don't know..." Yamamoto Ikki's voice trembled as he pretended to be dumb.

"Don't know?" Zhang Ling increased the strength of his hand, and the dagger sank deeply into Yamamoto Ikki's skin. "Colonel Yamamoto, do you think I'm a fool? Your special forces team sneaked into my base, is it just for sightseeing?"

"I...I really don't know..." Yamamoto Ikki was still stubborn, with cold sweat running down his forehead.

Zhang Ling sneered, suddenly retracted the dagger, and kicked Yamamoto Ikki in the stomach.

"Ugh..." Yamamoto Ikki curled up on the ground in pain, holding his stomach, his face as pale as paper.

"It seems that Colonel Yamamoto is not going to cooperate." Zhang Ling squatted down and looked at Yamamoto Ikki with cold eyes. "In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

As Zhang Ling spoke, he took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one, and took a deep puff.

"Cough cough..." Yamamoto Ikki started coughing due to choking. He looked at Zhang Ling in horror, not understanding what he was going to do.

Zhang Ling put the cigarette in front of Yamamoto Ikki and gently blew out a smoke ring, and the smoke lingered on Yamamoto Ikki's face.

"Colonel Yamamoto, you know what? What I hate most is disobedient prisoners." Zhang Ling's voice was cold, like a demon from hell. "For disobedient prisoners, I have many ways to make them speak."

Yamamoto Ikki looked at the cigarette in Zhang Ling's hand with fear in his eyes. He knew that Zhang Ling was not joking.

"I...I said..." Yamamoto Ikki finally broke down. He said tremblingly, "Our plan...is...is..."

Zhang Ling looked at Yamamoto Ikki and waited patiently for his answer.

"Yes...it's an assassination...assassination..." Yamamoto Ikki's voice was intermittent, as if he had used up all his strength.

"Who to assassinate?" Zhang Ling asked.

"Assassination...assassination...the People's Army...headquarters..." Yamamoto Ikki finally gave the complete answer.

Zhang Ling's face suddenly changed when he heard this answer. He didn't expect that the target of Yamamoto's special forces was actually the headquarters of the People's Army!

"Damn it!" Zhang Ling cursed, his heart filled with anger.

He grabbed Yamamoto Ikki by the collar and lifted him up.

"What is your plan? Tell me in detail!" Zhang Ling roared.

Yamamoto Ikki was startled by Zhang Ling's roar. He trembled and said, "I...we...we..."

Before he finished speaking, suddenly, a burst of gunfire was heard in the distance.

"Da da da..."

The gunshots were getting closer and more frequent.

"Oh no! There's an ambush!" Zhang Ling was shocked and quickly threw Yamamoto Ikki to the ground, shouting to the soldiers around him, "Quick! Get ready for battle!"